22 Sunday Jul 2018
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Silent Sunday
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#myphotography, #nofilter, #silentsunday, dorindaduclos.com, fox, greenery, nature, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, red fox, Sunnybank Park, wildlife
Red fox at Sunnybank Park
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21 Saturday Jul 2018
Posted in July Writing, short story
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#JulyWriting, army, arsonist, Auti, book, Brian, candles, car, Charles, cobblestones, crime solving, dark, detective, dinner, doors, doorway, dorindaduclos.com, drums, eruptions, fire, game, gas, jiggled, joggled, magic, Night Owl Poetry, persnickety, plane, powerful, Putting My Feet in the Dirt, riddle, sleeping powder, The Tenneesee Poet, tunnel, Walt, windows, words, writing, writing prompt, ~M
Join me every day at Noon EST for the continuing adventures of the bungling detective, N. Owl, in her quest to bring the mastermind, ~M, to justice! If you’ve missed any episodes, you can find them HERE!
The piles of dirt were placed in a circular pattern in the back of ~M’s yard. I thought it strange she had not come out to investigate what all the noise was. A bulldozer isn’t exactly quiet. But there was no sign of her anywhere. Maybe she had gone to the store, or she was just out for the day. Even the girls were nowhere to be found. I made sure to keep my eyes open just in case she had something planned for us. Well, Walt. She didn’t know us. Did she?
When ~M finally arrived home, she found me sitting in her backyard, with my feet in a pile of dirt. I have to admit, it’s an interesting sensation, a rather cooling, calming effect. When I heard her on the patio I glanced up, with a smile on my face, and waved.
“I’m sorry?” ~M looked confused. “Do I know you?”
“We met a couple of weeks ago! I was walking past and you were sitting out front with your feet in the dirt. I’ve been thinking about that ever since, so I decided to stop by to ask if I could join you. No one answered your bell, and I have to admit, I was kind of bummed when there was no dirt in the front yard, but on my way back to the car, I spotted all this dirt back here. I hope you don’t mind. This is wonderful!”
Still looking confused, ~M put her packages down and slowly walked over to where I was sitting. Truth be told, I was in a rather precarious predicament. If she decided to pull one of her tricks, I was a goner. I couldn’t move, unless I kicked the dirt. I’d have to remember that, and be sure to have good aim, too.
“I’m N” I said. “And you are?”
“I’m ~M” she replied.
“Great, we’re a couple of letters!” and we both laughed. That eased the tension a bit and ~M decided to join me in the dirt. Looking around, she asked, “Was all this dirt here when you got here?” I nodded yes and swept my hand across the yard, indicating the mounds were all here when I got here.
“Hmmmm” she said aloud. Then “HA! I know the answer!”
“Okay” I said. “Um, what was the question?”
“The answer IS the question.”
“Swell. So what’s the answer?” It seems ~M had a fondness for riddles. She refused to say anything further and just continued to play in the dirt. I’ll figure it out eventually….I think.
Stay tuned for more from this crime solving wordsmith…
July Writing Prompt – The answer is the question – Day 21/31
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21 Saturday Jul 2018
Posted in Backyard Buddies, My Photography, Photography
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#BackyardBuddies, #mybackyard, #myphotography, #nofilter, bunny, dorindaduclos.com, mama, nature, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, rabbit
It’s that time of year again, when I start to take weekends off from my blog, not totally, but enough to be able to spend time with my family. So, Backyard Buddies returns for Season 2 🙂
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20 Friday Jul 2018
Posted in July Writing, short story
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#JulyWriting, army, arsonist, Auti, book, Brian, candles, Charles, cobblestones, crime solving, dark, detective, dinner, doors, doorway, dorindaduclos.com, drums, eruptions, fire, game, gas, jiggled, joggled, magic, Night Owl Poetry, persnickety, plane, powerful, Putting My Feet in the Dirt, The Tenneesee Poet, tunnel, Walt, windows, words, writing, writing prompt, ~M
Join me every day at Noon EST for the continuing adventures of the bungling detective, N. Owl, in her quest to bring the mastermind, ~M, to justice! If you’ve missed any episodes, you can find them HERE!
We arrived back at the hotel, feeling somewhat like catawampus creatures. We had basically destroyed a woman’s home, in search of, what? What exactly was it we were searching for? Looking at the other four, I posed the same question to them. The blank look on their faces said it all. We had no idea what we were doing. All we knew, was ~M outsmarted us yet again. She truly is a mastermind.
I sat down at the hotel bar, ordered that drink, and thought long and hard about this whole ordeal. I had recruited top vigilantes, who were proving otherwise, discovered both homes, made it through dark tunnels, and crazy cobblestone streets, and most recently, a parade, for what? To wind up back at square one. Square one. The dirt!! I needed to get back to the dirt. Gathering my things, I yelled to the others across the bar. We had work to do. No pity parties for this crew.
I reminded them all of the dirt, and we decided it was time to dig a bit of it for ourselves. Hoping for good weather, we went to the quarry, ordered the dirt, and asked to have it delivered to ~M’s address. Surely she’d be happy to sink her feet in some new soil. I wasn’t looking forward to joining her, but it had to be done. I also needed to remind myself to ask her how she gets the dirt out from under her toenails. It’s the little things…
Planning with the others, Walt was instructed to stay far away from ~M’s. We needed to remain unknown. Walt didn’t have that luxury anymore.
Stay tuned for more from this crime solving wordsmith…
July Writing Prompt – Catawampus Creatures – Day 20/31
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20 Friday Jul 2018
Posted in My Thoughts, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, 33 years, anniversary, best friends, dorindaduclos.com, Happy Anniversary, July 20, life, lifetime, love, Night Owl Poetry, partners, poems, soulmates, writing
I can write a million poems
About true love, at its finest
But if I do, you certainly
Will find me a bit too biased
Thirty three years ago, this day
I married my very best friend
A man who stands beside me
On that, I can surely depend
“Dorinda, my lifetime partner”
Etched inside my wedding band
His promise, in a symbol, placed
On the ring finger of my left hand
We celebrate each other
No matter what it is we do
Adding to those every days
By saying, “I love you”
To those who have yet to find
The perfect one for you
Never give up hope, you see
Your soulmate’s waiting, too!
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